(He reflects.) We wouldn't have to go into the details. ESTRAGON What? VLADIMIR Suppose we repented. Vladimir deep in thought, Estragon pulling at his toes.) One of the thieves was saved. (He takes off his hat again, peers inside it, feels about inside it, knocks on the crown, blows into it, puts it on again.) This is getting alarming. VLADIMIR There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the faults of his feet. He peers inside it, feels about inside it, turns it upside down, shakes it, looks on the ground to see if anything has fallen out, finds nothing, feels inside it again, staring sightlessly before him.) Well? ESTRAGON Nothing. (Estragon with a supreme effort succeeds in pulling off his boot. (He knocks on the crown as though to dislodge a foreign body, peers into it again, puts it on again.) Nothing to be done. (He takes off his hat again, peers inside it.) Funny. (He takes off his hat, peers inside it, feels about inside it, shakes it, puts it on again.) How shall I say? Relieved and at the same time. (He meditates.) Hope deferred maketh the something sick, who said that? ESTRAGON Why don't you help me? VLADIMIR Sometimes I feel it coming all the same. ESTRAGON What do you expect, you always wait till the last moment. (He buttons his fly.) Never neglect the little things of life. Hurts! He wants to know if it hurts! ESTRAGON (pointing). I'd like to hear what you'd say if you had what I have. Hurts! He wants to know if it hurts! VLADIMIR (angrily). Help me! VLADIMIR It hurts ? ESTRAGON (angrily). Why don't you listen to me? ESTRAGON (feebly). Did that never happen to you? VLADIMIR Boots must be taken off every day, I'm tired telling you that. (Estragon tears at his boot.) What are you doing? ESTRAGON Taking off my boot. VLADIMIR Hand in hand from the top of the Eiffel Tower, among the first. ESTRAGON Ah stop blathering and help me off with this bloody thing.
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